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¹¹The pillars of heaven tremble

And are astonished at His rebuke.

¹²He stirreth up the sea with His power,

And by His understanding He smiteth through Rahab.

¹³By His breath the heavens are serene;

His hand hath pierced the slant serpent.

¹⁴Lo, these are but the outskirts of His ways;

And how small a whisper is heard of Him!

But the thunder of His mighty deeds who can understand?

27 And Job again took up his parable, and said:

²As God liveth, who hath taken away my right;

And the Almighty, who hath dealt bitterly with me;

³All the while my breath is in me

And the spirit of God is in my nostrils,

⁴Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness,

Neither shall my tongue utter deceit;

⁵Far be it from me that I should justify you;

Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.

⁶My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go;

My heart shall not reproach me so long as I live.

 

⁷Let mine enemy be as the wicked,

And let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous.

⁸For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain,

When God taketh away his soul?

⁹Will God hear his cry,

When trouble cometh upon him?

¹⁰Will he have his delight in the Almighty,

And call upon God at all times?

¹¹I will teach you concerning the hand of God;

That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

¹²Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it;

Why then are ye become altogether vain?

¹³This is the portion of a wicked man with God,

And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty.

¹⁴If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword;

And his offspring shall not have bread enough.

¹⁵Those that remain of him shall be buried by pestilence,

And his widows shall make no lamentation.

¹⁶Though he heap up silver as the dust,

And prepare raiment as the clay;

¹⁷He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on,

And the innocent shall divide the silver.

¹⁸He buildeth his house as a moth,

And as a booth which the keeper maketh.

¹⁹He lieth down rich, but there shall be nought to gather;

He openeth his eyes, and his wealth is not.

²⁰Terrors overtake him like waters;

A tempest stealeth him away in the night.

²¹The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth;

And it sweepeth him out of his place.

²²Yea, it hurleth at him, and spareth not;

He would fain flee from its power.

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